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Flood Season by ~kelmo513

A Last Farewell Norma Jean sat on the white crocheted comforter of the bed and looked across the room at the young man wearing a crisp new army uniform. Moments of silence seemed to last for hours as her eyes took in every detail of his appearance. "I love you," she whispered.A Last Farewell by ~kelmo513
A hand lightly touched her shoulder, "I love you too."
Norma touched the place where the hand had been before standing and walking to the antique wooded dresser where the picture was. She picked up the old black and white photograph sitting in an ornate silver frame, and carefully touched the cool glass with her frail hand. "It's been so long since that day you left me, Tom… Almo
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"In nomine patrie, et fili et spiritu sancti."-Boondock Saints
~"Vous êtes mon amour, et pour vous je ferai n'importe quoi."~
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"Compared to customer service, dealing with a rampaging robot almost seems like a vacation." ~ Lucas, Ctrl+Alt+Del
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"Compared to customer service, dealing with a rampaging robot almost seems like a vacation." ~ Lucas, Ctrl+Alt+Del
kitty made it fun for you! hehe
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"In nomine patrie, et fili et spiritu sancti."-Boondock Saints
~"Vous êtes mon amour, et pour vous je ferai n'importe quoi."~
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Toasters are just as messed up as Jack in the Boxes... only toasters give you food after they scare the s**t out of you.
~Me
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"Compared to customer service, dealing with a rampaging robot almost seems like a vacation." ~ Lucas, Ctrl+Alt+Del
X3 fun!
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"Compared to customer service, dealing with a rampaging robot almost seems like a vacation." ~ Lucas, Ctrl+Alt+Del